If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

"Come on, come on, the students in the middle squeeze in again, and the students on both sides follow! The student in the last row is wearing a hat to shade, you can hold it in your hand if you don't wear it! People who are about to step into society are so hypocritical!"

The photographer's bald forehead reflected in the glare of the sun, and he babbled endlessly.

The dean stood aside, looking at the familiar faces in his college, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

"Students, there will always be differences in life. No matter whether the days ahead are joy or sorrow, sunshine or wind and rain, please learn to bear it and go on resolutely."

In the crowd, many students quietly blushed after hearing these words.

It is now June of 2021, Song Ningyi officially graduated from university, and nine months have passed since returning from the underworld.

In the past nine months, like all college students, they were busy with their graduation thesis, job hunting, or continuing their graduate studies. Perhaps there are still many people who have not planned for the future. They didn’t even have time to change the default address on Taobao. was ruthlessly pushed into a cruel society.

Song Ningyi is no exception.

But perhaps compared to other students who are still confused about the future, he is still lucky.

After contacting a foreign company, you can join the job after graduation. In addition, I have saved a lot of money doing live broadcasts over the years, and my life is considered rich.

And everything in the underworld is like a dream, which has gradually faded with the passage of time.When I think about it occasionally, I won’t be full of regrets like when I just left, because there is still a long way to go in life, and it is impossible for people to stick to the past forever.

There are many strange novels in the world, and there are not a few whose themes involve the underworld.

In her spare time, Song Ningyi would also buy them and look through them. Watching the protagonist level up and fight monsters all the way in the underworld, and finally step on the big boss Pluto, and when hundreds of millions of elite soldiers are at his disposal... Song Ningyi just wants to laugh.

In the novels, Pluto is often described as a man with long horns, bone wings, and a vicious face. In fact, Song Ningyi really wants to tell the author:

Pluto is very cute. He has long silver hair, a slender figure like a teenager, two dimples when he smiles, and... occasionally he turns into a cat, wearing an ugly ID card, and being grabbed by someone with his front feet facing other people. Eggy studied it carefully.

Turning off the phone, I thought about his face one last time.

Holding Furry in her arms, Song Ningyi slowly closed her eyes.

****

"Xiao Song, you've been here for a long time, and it's time for you to do something serious." Mr. Li stroked his plump belly and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

Song Ningyi's heart: nothing that was done before the relationship was serious.

"Speaking of which, you know how to drink." Boss Li suddenly asked such a question without beginning or end.

Song Ningyi nodded: "I will drink a little."

"It's not enough to be able to drink a little. If we are a foreign company, we will inevitably go out to discuss business. You may not understand it when you are young. Sometimes, the other party's opinion of you is in the wine. If you don't drink it, some people rush to drink it."

Although the words are fallacious, but the wine market culture in China is not like this.

Mr. Li handed the briefcase to Song Ningyi casually: "It's almost time, go to the parking lot and drive the car out."

Sitting in the cab, Song Ningyi pointed at the map: "Which hotel are you going to?"

"No hurry." Mr. Li smiled, "Can you play golf?"

"No." Song Ningyi replied honestly, "But I can learn it. As long as I don't learn cultural knowledge, I can basically learn everything else."

"Okay, okay, I like you who are so confident." Mr. Li waved his hand, "Go to Qiyue's golf course."

The car passed through the downtown area and galloped on the wide main road of the city.

When they arrived at the destination, before they parked the car, they saw a bunch of men in suits and leather shoes standing at the door, greeting each other with stylized professional smirks on their faces.

Song Ningyi is really uncomfortable with this kind of scene. He prefers to sit in front of the computer in a big T-shirt and chat with fans about Kanbei.

But there was no other way, so I had to bite the bullet.

Playing golf, flattering each other about business, and then going straight to the hotel, having dinner and soaking feet together, this is the standard procedure for discussing business.

What can I do if I feel uncomfortable, this is just an appetizer for tonight.

"Oh, Mr. Wang! Long time no see! You're getting fat again!" Mr. Li got out of the car, and started howling at the partner who had never met the two sides.

"Look at what you said, you are too modest." President Wang laughed and shook hands with the director.

"Why didn't I see you, Mr. Lin? Could it be that I'm not qualified enough?" Mr. Li could be considered a foreign company, but after looking around, he didn't see the rumored man from the partner.

"It's not that you don't know, Mr. Lin is very busy, he really can't come today, let me say sorry to you, don't mind."

Several people chatted with each other pretending to be enthusiastic, and walked shoulder to shoulder into the arena.

Song Ningyi doesn't know what's so fun about golf, but as Mr. Li said, he doesn't want to play and some people are rushing him, so what else can he do, learn it seriously.

On the huge lawn, a little girl in a short skirt came over with a smile and introduced herself to everyone.

Generally, there will be a person in charge of picking up balls on the golf course, commonly known as a caddy, who is actually not too tired, just driving a small car to pick up the flying balls from customers, and the work is considered complete.

But I don't know what medicine Li always took wrongly, and he waved his hand: "How can I make girls do such hard work, I have ready-made ones."

After all, he waved at Song Ningyi.

"Xiao Song, I will work hard for you today. Picking up the ball is also a good way to learn. Young people should be humble and eager to learn, starting from the basics."

When the girls who picked up the ball heard it, they didn't know whether they were really happy or fake, and Mr. Li called out sweetly one bite at a time.

To put it bluntly, it's not because he wants to save face in front of girls.

Song Ningyi secretly rolled her eyes.

Forget it, a caddy is a caddy, and the majestic Hades is still chopping potato shreds for a day at his own place. Only by bearing the burden of humiliation can he achieve great things.

After picking up the ball a few times, Song Ningyi found out that these farts are just a group of stinky ball baskets. They hit them everywhere, and some directly flew the ball across the river, so that Song Ningyi had to take off his shoes and hold them. The trouser legs are dripping across the river.

A bunch of stinky ball baskets looked ashamed and were about to be thrown to grandma's house. They stopped playing the ball and packed up to prepare for the next battle.

Faced with a table full of delicacies, Song Ningyi had no appetite at all, especially seeing the fat stomachs and brains of several middle-aged men, and felt nauseated.

"Come, come, let me solemnly introduce you to everyone." President Li was so drunk that he staggered to Song Ningyi's side with his wine glass in his hand, and forced his own cup into Song Ningyi's mouth.

"This one is called... Song Ningyi, a student who just graduated from K University. Although he is young, he is very good! Before he came here, he was always thinking about how to drink and have fun with everyone. !"

Mr. Li stuck his tongue out: "Come on, we Yiyi, let's toast each leader one by one."

Song Ningyi pushed away Mr. Li's dirty cup without a trace, picked up his own glass——

It's a blessing, not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. Although I can pat my ass and leave, but society is like this, I can't rely on live broadcast for a lifetime. If this job is gone, it's hard to say whether the next job will be better than This is even worse.

He held up his wine glass, with a fake smile on his face, and the most polite lines in his mouth.

After a lap, Song Ningyi only felt dizzy, countless little stars began to appear in his eyes, and his stomach was overwhelmed.

Excuse to go to the bathroom, barely escaped unharmed.

In fact, I have never drank much wine before, the stuff was spicy and unpalatable, just tasted it a few times, this time I drank half a catty all at once, and when the strength of the wine came up, my body became hot and hot.

As soon as he rushed into the bathroom, he threw up while grabbing the toilet.

How is the world?In all fairness, it's not good at all, it's full of helplessness and feathers.

His head was dizzy, and his consciousness began to gradually blur.

Suddenly, Chu Qiao's face came to mind.

There are not so many annoying rules and cultures in the underworld. The main reason is that Chu Qiao is here. He really manages the underworld in an orderly manner. If he hadn't left at the beginning, wouldn't it be like this today...

Song Ningyi reluctantly stood up, staggered towards the sink, splashed clean water to wash her face, and tried to wake herself up.

Because he knows that half a catty is definitely not the end, and it is even possible that it is just the beginning——

After returning to the private room, there was a smoky atmosphere and all sorts of smells, which made her already sick, but Song Ningyi almost vomited again.

He returned to his seat, and before his butt was hot, the annoying President Li came over with his broken wine glass in his arms: "Oh, our Xiao Song is back, come, come, the leaders are still waiting for you, Look at how nice you are."

Song Ningyi forced a wry smile: "I'm sorry, I drank too hard just now, I really can't drink it now."

In the blurred vision, there is only Mr. Li's eccentric face.Therefore, he didn't notice the man who just entered the private room and took the initiative to sit in the corner.

"You don't give face to the leader, do you?" Mr. Li became unhappy when he heard this, and forced the wine glass into Song Ningyi's hand, "Hurry up, if you don't give face to anyone, you can't help Mr. Lin."

Song Ningyi covered her mouth, for fear that she would accidentally vomit all over the table.

Mr. Li frowned, and the fat on his face was piled up all over the place: "Why, don't you look down on us?"

Song Ningyi shook her head, she really didn't even have the desire to explain.

What can you explain to such a person?

With a "bang", the wine glass was placed heavily on the wine table: "You have to drink today! You have to drink if you don't get along!"

Song Ningyi looked at the wine glass in front of her, indifferent.

"That's right, let's drink. We can sign this contract smoothly after drinking happily." The partner on the opposite side for some reason also started to boo and fight, as if watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Suddenly, there was a sneer from the crowd.

Although the voice was very small, this sneer was like a glass of sober medicine. The drunken clowns instantly became half sober and sat up straight.

"When will the signing of the contract depend on drinking capacity?" The voice was as cold as a glacier, and there was a bit of ridicule.

Mr. Li thought that the other party said this because Song Ningyi was offended by his ignorance and ignorance, so he pressed down on Song Ningyi's neck with his big hand:

"Good boy! Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Lin!"

Song Ningyi struggled a few times, but with the strength of alcohol coming up, his whole body was limp and he had no strength at all, so he could only let Mr. Li pinch him like he was grabbing a chicken and press down hard.

Consciousness began to gradually blur, and the strong smell of alcohol continued to rise, rushing straight into the brain.

Song Ningyi reluctantly raised her hands, trying to support the table and stand up.

but--

With a "bang", the moment he hit his head on the table, he completely lost consciousness.

But one second before he lost consciousness, he seemed to see a black shadow walking towards him quickly, and then, the familiar and deeply dangerous aroma enveloped him in an instant.

"Mr. Lin, you made me laugh. The newcomers are ignorant. I will strictly discipline them when I go back. Look, the contract matter—" Mr. Li rubbed his hands like a fly.

The man called Mr. Lin raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the smiling middle-aged man from the corner of his eye, with a faint sneer on his lips.

****

There seemed to be a furry touch on the lips, accompanied by a slight rustling sound.

"Don't make trouble, my head hurts."

Song Ningyi turned over and scratched her chin.

However, what seems wrong?

This strange yet familiar scent—

He opened his eyes suddenly and turned his head quickly.

The blurred vision gradually became clear, and in the center of vision, a slender and slender figure was sitting on the side of the bed with his back facing him, gently rubbing the cuffs with his fingers.

That silver-like long hair and the beautiful hands that have pulled her into the colored world countless times seem real.

Song Ningyi rubbed her eyes and looked again.

Then there was a bitter smile of disappointment at the corner of his mouth.

Is it a dream? How could that villain abandon the great underworld and come to the world? He is just a passing passerby in his long life. Maybe he has forgotten all about himself. Even if someone mentions himself again, he will have to think about it for a long time Only then can I come to a sudden realization:

"Oh~ it's him, I'll forget it if you don't tell me."

But even if it was a dream, the original enthusiasm has not diminished in the slightest, just like the beginning, knowing that it is a trap but still falling into it without hesitation.

The man turned around slowly, and the sunlight blurred the gentle smile on his face.

Song Ningyi plunged into the arms of the phantom Chu Qiao, and rubbed it vigorously: "Damn ghost, you still know that you are in my dream, and you think you really have no conscience."

The other party just laughed and didn't say a word.

"Come to my dream every day from now on, I am willing to be a Sleeping Beauty and never wake up."

Speaking of this, her nose was sour: "This way I can be with you forever."

As soon as the words fell, warm fingertips covered her, and gently wiped away the flood that was about to burst in her eye sockets.

"Oh, Cowhide, are dreams so real?" Song Ningyi touched his forehead, "Kiss again."

The Chu Qiao in the dream was no different from the reality, and she responded to any request of Song Ningyi.

"Hey." It was clear from his eyes that he was full of love.

"you……"

Before he finished speaking, a head suddenly appeared in his arms.

The pair of dreaming hands walked back and forth on her body, reached to her waist, exerted strength with both hands, and tightly hugged the thin waist into her arms.

But just as he was immersed in this infinite fantasy, someone pinched his waist violently.

"Oh shit, what are you pinching me for... Huh? It hurts a little..."

Song Ningyi slowly raised her hand, and pinched her face hard.

Like, isn't it a dream?

Do you feel pain in your dreams?

Just when he was thinking about this meaningless question extremely seriously, the weird and ridiculous cell phone rang suddenly.

Song Ningyi looked at the mobile phone next to the bed in a daze, and the words "Mr. Li" suddenly jumped on it.

This is also a dream?

This old guy is really... too indebted, and Meimeng still has to get involved in the future.

Song Ningyi answered the phone angrily, with an extremely harsh tone: "Say something quickly."

"Xiao Song, you, did you sleep well last night?" Even through the phone, you can feel the other party's flattering smile.

Song Ningyi:? ? ?

"Thanks to you, I almost didn't wake up." Anyway, it was a dream, so it's okay to go and beat him up even if you are angry with him.

No, since it's a dream, who cares if this big-headed doll, Zawba, doesn't grab it and make soup.

Just as I was about to hang up the phone, I heard a wailing voice from the opposite side: "I didn't know you knew Mr. Lin so well! Your lord, don't forget about villains, talk to him about it, the contract is entirely up to you!"

Song Ningyi just wanted to talk back, but she couldn't hold back her hands faster than her mouth, so she hung up the phone first.

What is this big headed doll barking at?Who is Lin always?When did I get to know him very well.

"It's so sad. It's so hard to see you, but you are still holding your phone and talking about work." Chu Qiao sighed softly, turned around, and looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

Song Ningyi scratched her head, feeling that her head was about to turn a corner.

Seeing that Song Ning Yigeng looked like a piece of wood, Chu Qiao finally couldn't help stretching out her hand and pinched his cheek: "Does it hurt? It's fine, you don't feel pain in dreams."

Song Ningyi sat up straight with a "squeak" and opened her eyes wide as if she was studying some kind of alien, looking at the Chu Qiao in front of her who didn't know if it was a person, a ghost, or a dream.

My heart felt as if someone had rubbed it hard, which made my nose sore and my eyes swollen.

Chu Qiao also seemed a little embarrassed, she pursed her lips and smiled, and lowered her head: "Actually, I have been in the world for a long time, but I am not sure if you are still angry with me, and I have been afraid to see you all the time, thinking that I am nothing in the world , maybe the day I climb to the top, I will be eligible to see you."

At this time, Song Ningyi could not speak a single word, only her heart kept clamoring:

miss him.

The tears were like beads with a broken thread, "batta, bata" fell on the legs, soaking them all up.After many days of grievances, I finally found a harbor where I can confide and vent.

Chu Qiao quickly let go of her hand and took three steps back: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know that you still hate me now."

Song Ningyi rubbed her eyes, while Chu Qiao who was facing her was completely panicked.

I wanted to come over to comfort me, but I was afraid that he was still resenting me; but indifferent, my body kept approaching instinctively.

Song Ningyi barely stopped her sobs, raised her head, and stared into her red eyes: "Do you know that if you blindly accommodate others, you will lose yourself."

Chu Qiao didn't understand, these words were beyond his understanding.

Delegating the power of the underworld to Liang Yuqing and Jiang Yanjin, coming to a completely unfamiliar place alone, watching him secretly, trying to get close to his company, is it accommodating?

"So why do you consider my feelings, come and hug me, kiss me, press on the bed, don't care if I still hate you, is it difficult for you to do this?"

Chu Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then a slight smile gradually appeared on her face.

In all fairness, when he uttered these words, he understood that it is not difficult to know, but to do is difficult, but time is long, and everything can be restarted slowly——

The author has something to say: It's over~

Thank you for your company all the way, see you soon~!

Pre-collection article 1 "Nightmare will be shown [Infinity]"

Ren Qianlin never thought that he would die on the wheel.

He thought his life would end here, but he suddenly found a few more cards with various characters drawn in front of him.

A voice told him to choose one of these god cards.

Ren Qianlin: "Never hesitate, choose whoever is beautiful, it doesn't matter if you are named evil god."

Waking up again, Ren Qianlin found that the environment he was in was a horror game he had played a few days ago!

The dark end of the human-pig hybrid;

A mental hospital infested with monsters;

The dark tomb under the sea;

An unspeakable horror...

Ren Qianlin regrets it very much now: "I should have chosen the one named Eros."

When his teammate was chased by the monster NPC and screamed again and again, Ren Qianlin fell on the bed and panted again and again——

The air was trembling and cold, God was unfair, opened the door and left the window for someone.

What should I do if I want to kill God, wait online, hurry up.

A certain god: "Eros resigned yesterday, and I will replace him in the future."

————————Advance article 2 "The beauty is the Mediterranean":

Xu Yuanchu has a beautiful voice, a sweet body, and a soft body. The only shortcoming is that he was bald early in his youth, but at the age of [-], he was mixed with the standard "Mediterranean" for middle age.

This not-so-thick hair made many suitors stop, and made Xu Yuanchu feel inferior, so he covered his hair with a hat every day.

Until one day, Xu Yuanchu attended a charity dinner. At the party where celebrities gathered, the pot on his head accidentally ran into the lid in his life.

Zhong Qi with magnificent features, skin like falling snow, tall and long legs, and a top-notch diamond king, Zhong Qi's only shortcoming is that he is in his early thirties and unsurprisingly has "middle-aged alopecia areata", and there is only a pot lid left on his head.

Zhong Qi: "Kung fu pays off, I finally found my own pot in life... No, that person."

Xu Yuanchu:? ? ?

After returning home, Xu Yuanchu angrily tore off the hood and threw it on the ground, revealing a head of lush hair.

The purpose of wearing the headgear for so long is to dissuade the suitors, who knew they would meet Zhong Qi.

After returning home, Zhong Qi Meizi took off the hood and put it away, revealing a head of thick black hair.

After wearing the headgear for so long, it finally became the cover that can match the pot.